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Turning 21.. or something like it.

November 18th, 2008 § 1 comment

 

My birthday. Messy hair. Dilated pupils. Love. Holding hands. Cupcakes. I’m sick now. I need to rest. 

One of my birthday wishes came true in a way that makes me believe I can have anything I want. 

One of my exes was in town and I saw him today. I miss him. I miss him like you miss a sibling you can say anything to and they question you not with anything but the desire to understand. He’s the special one. We lost our virginities to each other.  We discussed our cities respective music scenes, the bullshit, our relationships, growing up. It was exactly what I wanted. It is now, all of it that makes it so worthwhile. I can’t appreciate enough that he’s still in my life through everything. It makes me feel so good as a person, as a judge of character. It’s so important that we have been able to get here, to care for each other so deeply. Even though we became friends again many years ago, I am constantly grateful.

 

On(e). hbd…GHOST.

My lungs weighed heavy, breath was short and my voice barely audible but I had to do it.  

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Hi hi... your words mean everything to me.